Friday, February 10, 2012
I almost talked myself out of working out today. I haven't gotten many workouts in this week between school activities (Read that as I worked out ust once on Wednesday.) and knew I needed to get my butt...and the rest of me...moving to help me get in better shape. After all, if it doesn't move, it's gonna eventually stop moving. So I promised myself I would just do 20 minutes instead of my usual 35 of cardio and 2 weight machines. Once I got there and hit the 20 minute mark I just kept talking myself into "just one more minute' until all my "one minute"s added up to my full workout. By that point I just decided to hit 2 machines and get my full workout. In for a penny, in for a pound...lost.
On a side note, dad called me on the way home last night and told me grandma probably wouldn't make it through the night. Here it is, 22 hours later and she's still holding on. What gets me is they've already got all the arrangements made. (And my boyfriend wonders where I get my Type A personality tendencies...) I've got my bag packed (I'm 400 miles away.) and I'm just biding my time until she actually goes. I got to say goodbye at Christmas.
With that being said, I have to go finish making my generic sub plans so that they can be used no matter what day I leave.